FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH
“Escape from Reality” |
Issue 46 |
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By: Ron Brounes |
February 2001 |
Over
the past month, I have been repeatedly reprimanded for my harsh condemnation of
“Reality-based TV” and, in particular, the hit show “Survivor.” Friends and family members who I’ve always
considered to be reasonably intelligent (until now) were criticizing me for my
unfair assessment of what they believed to be a riveting, thought provoking,
and highly entertaining program. (These
same folks are undoubtedly now thrilled about the debut of the XFL.) Truth be told, I’d never seen Survivor, The
Mole, Temptation Island, Big Brother, or any of the latest popular genre in
television, so I really was not in any position to negatively address something
I knew absolutely nothing about. (Not that that’s ever stopped me before in
these newsletters.)
Therefore,
I decided to watch (and learn) what the Survivor buzz was all about. I thought
I understood the basic premise of the show: strand some people on a deserted
island or the Australian Outback and have them utilize their natural survival
instincts to “live off the land” as they encountered the hardships of finding
food and shelter, battled the elements, and risked their lives while competing
against each other for fabulous prizes (million dollars). In other words, Gilligan’s Island meets Who
Wants to be a Millionaire. Since I
actually liked both of those shows, perhaps I would become a closet Survivor
groupie after all.
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?
I
assumed the contestants would be rugged outdoorsy types given the harsh terrain
and unforeseen elements they would be subject to. I was expecting to see some
Grizzly Adams looking folks (though, hopefully, not the women), ready, willing,
and able to tackle all the obstacles that nature could throw in their paths.
They would be independent, self-sufficient, confident, and willing to take
charge and help the other weaker competitors. They would be strong and
fearless, and possess a certain death defying attitude that allowed them to
laugh in the face of danger as they put their very lives on the line over and
over again. (In other words, I expected
to see people who greatly resembled myself.)
Instead, these “pretty people” looked more like aspiring actors fresh
off the set of an infomercial for the Abslide or some other necessary product
(no offense, TJ). They appeared to be
neither strong nor fearless. The only danger they seemed equipped to face would
be memorizing their lines for the next scene or risk facing the wrath of an
intolerant director.
One
girl immediately got airsick on the flight over to Australia. (That makes for
riveting television.) One older man
revealed that he was petrified of heights and did not even know how to
swim. (Was there no screening
process?) Another girl would have
difficulty living off the land since she was a vegetarian (or kept Kosher) and
couldn’t eat mammals, reptiles, amphibians, insects, or anything else one would
typically find in the Outback. There was
an army intelligence officer trained in survival skills that would enable him
to defend our country at a moments notice.
Yet, he couldn’t catch a fish in a freshly stocked pond to save his
life. There was the master chef who was
selected for his ability to turn the feeble resources available into something
edible for his team. Yet, he had
difficulty making rice and reluctantly yielded his cooking duties to the real
aspiring actress who could whip up some pretty tasty tortillas from
scratch. (If all else fails in
Australia, Tostitos should be calling her for a screen test.)
The
competitions seemed neither death defying nor life threatening. Sure, they had to eat some disgusting food
like cow brains, tripe, and worms, but the harshest scene of all to watch
occurred when an older woman contestant took out her teeth to eat a bug. (The act of bug eating was not nearly as
disturbing as the appearance of her smiling in victory without a bicuspid in
sight.) All in all, these people were
not good at living off the land or surviving the rugged terrain. (I actually think I saw a Starbucks in the
background.) However, they were terrific
at badmouthing, backstabbing, criticizing, grandstanding, making false accusations,
and generally doing every devious thing in their power to make sure they were
the one left standing at the end. (Maybe
I should apply?) Anyone deemed a viable
challenger was voted off immediately. (“Viable?” I repeat, maybe I should
apply?) Who needs an army intelligence
officer when an aspiring actress could simply play that part? If this had been Gilligan’s Island, the
professor likely would have been kicked off first (and Ginger would have been
left to repair the radio each episode).
SAD BUT TRUE???
Two
weeks of Survivor was about all I could stomach. (That toothless woman was still on the show,
though I heard “Mad Dog” has since departed.)
I did not find it entertaining in the least. In fact, I thought it was quite boring and,
in general, a troublesome commentary on our society. The show was about conniving self-centered
individuals who would stop at nothing to win a prize. The host even prodded them along, asking
questions that required them to be hurtful toward each other. Even during the team competitions, the
contestants did not work together to rely on each other’s strengths and
overcome their weaknesses. Instead, they
took credit for what they individually accomplished, while blaming everyone but
themselves for their failures. One seemed more obnoxious than the next; there
was not a single appealing contestant (except maybe, Kimmi).
And
yet, Survivor became the highest rated show on television (at least, until the
XFL started). So what exactly does that
mean? Has society become entirely greed
oriented and self centered? Do we all
take greater delight in pointing out the misfortunes of others as opposed to
praising their successes? Have we all become
so cutthroat in our offices that we care only about our personal gain and
nothing about the long-term goals of the company as a whole? Are our politicians so “passionate” about
their issues that they must become mean-spirited and nasty against all who
disagree? Have we all forgotten about
the concepts of teamwork, compromise, and support? If so, then Survivor is so popular because it
truly represents “Reality-based TV” at its finest.
I,
for one, still believe that the show Survivor is NOT a true microcosm for
society as a whole. (At least, I hope
not.) I think people watch because it’s
new and different and makes for interesting water cooler conversation the next
day. While there are undoubtedly many self-serving individuals only looking out
for number one, the vast majority still seek to achieve successes by working together,
offering positive reinforcement, and even achieving political bipartisanship.
(Well, maybe that’s stretching it.) No,
I don’t think Survivor is nearly as representative of reality as six friends
(who happen to be roommates, fiancés, ex-boy/girlfriends, brothers/sisters)
sitting around a coffee house all day and night (or for 40 minutes a week),
without a care in the world solving the problems of dating, working, and
generally living in the Anytown USA in the year 2001. To me, that still is “Reality-based TV” at
its finest and I’ll continue to watch that show instead.
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713-432-1910 for additional information. Maybe I would be a viable Survivor
contestant. I can’t fish unless someone
baits the hook for me. I have been known
to get airsick (if forced to sit in the middle seat). I’m not crazy about heights nor am I a very
good swimmer. I can complain and be as backstabbing as the next guy. I’m neither death defying, rugged, nor a
threat to anyone. All in all, there would never be a reason for me to get voted
off the show. Then again, Temptation
Island sounds like a lot more fun. (I assume most of those women have their teeth.) Next week, I’ll give that a watch.